When I found this saree in old trunk, I immediately rushed to my granny asking its story. She told me about the time she met her in-laws for the first time. They, along with grandpa, had come to see her and finalize their marriage (an Indian Custom). She told me how she felt when they were sitting in front of her asking questions, checking her intellect and her looks. I again went back to the room and closed the door. I tried her saree. Wearing it over my Jeans, I tried to enact her. The shyness. The obvious smile of the moment. I found grandpa’s picture which was shown to granny before wedding. In this picture he looks so THIN!
